Date: Thu, 22 Jul 2004 00:39:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Thompson
Subject: My Son Josh -- Part 2
DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of
sexual activities between teenage boys and a man. If you are not over 18
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My Son Josh -- Part 2
The next week was a blur. It seemed that every free moment had me thinking
about Josh. I've never had anyone dominate my thoughts like he was. The
image of him naked and jerking was a permanent fixture in my head. We
spoke on the phone a couple of times that week. The subject of what had
happened or the conversation the next morning never came up. However, he
did seem more relaxed with me on the phone. There had at least been some
kind of breakthrough in our relationship. I just wasn't sure exactly what
it was.
Needless to say, there had been lots of hot jack off sessions with the
images and that t-shirt. That thing wasn't going to actually get washed
until the night before his next visit.
The following Saturday morning, as my thoughts were about to lead me to
another hot session with my hand and memories, the doorbell rang. Good
thing I was dressed, or at least as dressed as I get on Saturdays when
nothing is planned, t-shirt and jogging shorts.
I opened the door to the smiling face of Brad, Josh's friend who lived a
couple of streets over.
"Hey, Mr. W, I am ready to go to work," he said.
I'm not sure what look I had on my face. At first I had no idea what he
was talking about and you know where my mind had been before the doorbell
rang. I just stood there with my mouth open trying to figure it all out.
"Don't you remember the deal we made last weekend when I was over visiting
Josh?" he said looking puzzled.
Then it all came rushing back to me. Brad had started a new lawn care
business and asked if I would consider hiring him to take care of my lawn.
I usually enjoyed doing my own yard work, but he is a good kid and I
decided to give him a chance.
Josh and Brad had become friends a couple of years earlier. They had met
on the basketball court at the local park during one of Josh's visits. I
had felt bad for Josh not having any friends here and was thrilled when he
brought Brad over to meet me. Brad was a year younger than Josh but they
were built much the same. Brad was blond with blue eyes and a little
slimmer, more of a swimmer's build. His older brother was quite the jock.
I had watched him play football, baseball and basketball on the local high
school team. He was quite the specimen. If that was what Brad was going
to grow into, he had a lot of great potential. Right now, Josh and Brad
were pretty equally matched on the athletic field. That probably helped
their friendship. They had spent lots of time with each other, often
spending the night at each other's houses when Josh was in town.
"Oh yeah, sorry. It had slipped my mind for a moment," I finally
said. "How's the business going?"
"Well, if you count ours this is my second," he said with a big grin.
Damn, he was cute when he smiled like that.
"Okay then, what do you need to get started?" I asked.
"I think I brought everything with me. I just wanted you to know it was me
out here and to make sure that you still wanted me to do it," he said.
I assured him that I still wanted him to do the lawn. We walked around the
entire yard and I showed him what all I expected. He grinned and then went
to work on the front lawn first.
I watched for a little and then thought I might be making him nervous, so I
went back inside. The problem now though was that there were two pictures
in my mind, that wonderful image of Josh and now the picture of Brad in his
baggie shorts and white wife-beater. I would occasionally look out the
window to check on him, or more correctly to renew the image.
As he prepared to move to the backyard, I carried out some ice water so he
could take a break. He had been working hard and doing an excellent job on
the lawn. As he came under the shade on the patio, he slipped the shirt
off and wiped away the sweat from his face and arms. I had seen him
bare-chested before but this time was different. I was looking at him and
Josh in a different way than I ever had before.
We sat and talked as he drank his water. I really don't remember much
about the topic of the conversation. I was busy taking in all the details
I could of this nice looking 14 year old.
He cranked the mower and started on the back lawn. I sat and watched a
while. When I realized I was sitting there was a raging hard-on, I decided
to go into the house and take care of it in my usual way. I stripped my
clothes off and stretched out on my bed in the same way Josh had been
spread on his that night. As I fantasized about Josh and about him and
Brad having hot sex with each other, I jerked my 8" fat, hard cock. At one
point I opened my eyes and saw Brad standing outside my window watching me.
His eyes were fixed on my hard cock and my hand sliding up and down the
full length of it while the other hand played with my balls. I kept going
while I watched him watching me. When his eyes moved up to my face, he
realized I had spotted him. He quickly disappeared from the window.
At first, I started to just finish what I had started. But then I started
thinking about what might be going through Brad's mind and who he might
tell. I put my clothes back on and headed out the back door to see if he
was still there. He was at the back of the yard pulling weeds from under
the fence.
As I approached him, he jumped up and started apologizing. (What is it
with these kids and the need to apologize?) "I'm sorry Mr. W. Please
don't tell anyone that I was spying on you. I didn't mean to. I was just
walking by the window and saw you in there. I've never seen a grown man
jacking before and I know I shouldn't have been watching."
He looked like he was about to cry.
"Don't apologize. There is no need for it. I'm sure we both surprised
each other. But I don't want to talk about this at this back fence. You
never know who might be listening. Let's head back in the house where it
is cool. We do need to talk about this." I motioned with my hand toward
the house. He didn't say anything but walked ahead of me toward the back
door. I showed him to the living room and we sat down.
"Am I in trouble?" he asked.
"No, not at all," I answered. "Why would you be in trouble? What do you
think you did wrong?"
"I don't know. I guess I was kinda spying on you through the window," he
replied.
"Well, I guess you could say I did something wrong by not making sure the
blinds were closed. Do you think I was wrong in that?" I asked.
"No, you ought to be able to do whatever you want in your own bedroom," he
said with a slight grin.
"Exactly, after all I wasn't doing anything except what every guy does,
right?" I said looking straight at him.
"Yeah," he answered smiling even bigger.
"That looks like the face of a young man that knows what I am talking
about," I said smiling back at him.
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well, unless I am mistaken that looked like the smile of a guy who has
done his share of jacking," I said.
"Well, uh, yeah," he said ducking his head and turning a little red.
"Nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. Just means you are as
normal as the rest of us," I replied.
"Josh said you were really cool about all this," he said and then
immediately had the look of someone who realized he had said more than he
was suppose to.
"Oh he did, did he?" I asked. "When did he tell you this?"
"We chat all the time on instant messenger. He told me what happened last
weekend. He said you were the coolest dad in the world about it all. Wish
my dad was more like that," he said.
"Your dad doesn't see things that way?" I asked.
"You kidding? My dad would freak if the subject of sex even came up, much
less talk openly about jacking. The only people I have ever talked about
sex with are Josh and my brother Brandon. Brandon taught me about jacking
about three years ago. But he hasn't said much about sex the last couple
of years. Josh is the only one I can talk to about it now."
"You guys talk about it a lot?" I tried to slip the question in.
"Well, it's not like the only thing we talk about, but we are pretty
comfortable talking about it with each other. Until last weekend, I don't
think he had anyone else to talk about it with either. I have a feeling
that might be changing though," he said grinning at me again.
"Well, I hope you feel like you can talk to me about it too if you want to.
I'll be as open with you as I will be with him," I said. "Guess it can't
get much more open than the fact that you have seen me naked and jacking."
"Yeah, that was pretty wild. You saw Josh and now I saw you," he said with
a huge smile.
I thought I would try to find out a little more information. "Yeah, I
guess you are the only one of the three that hasn't been watched jacking
off."
"Well, that's not exactly true. Brandon and Josh have both seen me jack
off," he said very comfortably.
"Really? When?" I asked.
"Well, like I said, Brandon taught me how to do when I was eleven and he
was 14. We jacked in front of each other for about a year and then he
stopped wanting to do it with me around. Of course back then I couldn't
even cum," he said with a laugh.
I laughed with him but then asked, "When did Josh see you?"
"I'm not gonna get him in trouble, am I?" he asked.
"Of course not. You should realize that by now," I answered.
"I do. You are really cool and very easy to talk to. Josh is so lucky.
About a year and a half ago, Josh and I were sleeping in my tree house in
the back yard. We could see into Brandon's room and I guess he forgot we
were out there. He got naked and was jacking off on his bed looking at a
porn magazine. Josh had never seen another guy hard and jacking. We
watched until Brandon shot his load. It was wild. Afterwards Josh asked
me if I ever did what Brandon was doing. I told him yeah but that I didn't
shoot cum yet because I wasn't old enough. Josh said he had never seen or
heard of cum before that night, but that he had played with himself. We
decided to pull our pants down and do what we had seen Brandon do. That
was the first time we saw each other jack off. The next time he stayed
over at my house we actually swiped a couple of Brandon's magazines and
jacked off looking at them. We both actually shot cum that time. It was
awesome."
I could feel my cock stretching to full hard as I listened to his story.
"So, have you guys ever done anything other than jack off in front of each
other?" I asked. I felt safe since he had been so free with the
information so far.
"Do you mean with each other or with girls?" he asked.
"With each other, girls, other guys, whatever." I clarified.
"The answer is no to all the above for me. Josh says the same and I
believe him. Well, I jacked Brandon a couple of times when he was teaching
me about it all, but nothing since then," he answered simply and directly.
"So you and Josh didn't touch each other while he was learning?" I asked.
"No. I thought about it but wasn't sure how he would feel about it. He
seemed to learn fine the way it happened," he said with a grin.
"Yeah, from what I saw he was doing fine," I said with a smile.
"Will his cock get as big as yours?" Brad asked.
"Looked to me like he was well on his way," I said with more than a little
pride.
"Well, yours looked mighty impressive," he said smiling.
"Well, thanks, but I feel at a little disadvantage," I replied.
"How's that?" he asked.
"You have seen me and mine but I have no idea about you and yours," I
answered with a smile.
"Are you asking to see me naked and jacking?" he asked, showing the first
signs of nervousness.
"I wouldn't ask you to do anything you don't want to do, so if it makes you
uncomfortable then don't worry about it," I answered trying to relieve the
tension.
"Well, I was curious if you had finished what you were doing earlier in
your bedroom?" he asked a little sheepishly.
"If you are asking if I came, the answer is no," I replied casually.
"Are you going to?" he asked.
"I am sure I will at some point," I answered.
"Well, can we both do it here now in front of each other? Cause I really
need to get off after all this talk," he said a little embarrassed but
smiling.
"I am game if you are," I responded.
With that he stood up and slid his shorts and underwear down together.
There he stood, totally naked and hard as a rock. I couldn't help but
stare as he took his cock in his hand and gave it a couple of strokes. It
was beautiful and surrounded by a very nice bush of blond pubes. It looked
to be close to 7" and was cut.
"Your turn now," he said as he sat back down and spread his legs out. He
watched me as I stood up and pulled my t-shirt over my head. I then slid
my shorts and jockstrap down and off. Now it was his turn to stare as I
gripped my hard cock and stroked it in front of him. I then sat back down
on the sofa where he was and spread my legs as well. We watched each other
as we both stroked our cocks slowly. We mostly stared at each others cocks
but we would also look at each others bodies and occasionally at each
others faces.
"So you stroked Brandon's cock a couple of times, did he ever stroke
yours?" I asked.
"No, the only hand that has ever touched my cock is my own," he answered.
"It really feels awesome when someone else strokes it for you," I said.
"I can't wait until I find out for myself what it feels like," he replied.
I could tell he still wasn't considering the fact that we could do it for
each other. I thought about the all that could happen if I did anything
more with a kid his age, but my horniness had now taken over. Without
saying a word to him I reached over and took his cock in my hand and
started stroking him. He moaned and then I realized that I moaned too. It
was everything I had fantasized it to be. I held his hot hard cock in my
hand and stroked this young teenager, this hot stud of a boy as he enjoyed
his first touch of someone else's hand on his cock.
Without opening his eyes, his hand moved over to my crotch and as I moved
my hand away from my cock he wrapped his hand around it and he started to
stroke me as well. He opened his eyes and looked at my cock while he
stroked me. After a few minutes, he looked me in the eyes. We looked at
each other and smiled and then without much thought I leaned in and kissed
him. It surprised him at first but then he relaxed and began to return the
kiss. I slid my tongue over his lips. He resisted at first but then I
felt his lips part and I slipped my tongue into his mouth. I could tell
that this was his first French kiss. I was extremely turned on by the
thought that everything I was doing with him was giving him his first
experience.
After kissing a while I pulled my face back. "Wow," was all he said but
with a huge smile.
"Did you enjoy that?" I asked.
"Oh yeah," he sighed.
"Well, I want to show you more but if I do anything you are not comfortable
with just say no and I will stop," I said.
He didn't say anything but I leaned over and started licking and sucking on
his left nipple. It immediately started getting hard and he moaned softly.
I worked it and then the other as I continued to stroke his cock. I
started licking my way down his stomach and then licked and sucked on his
belly button. I looked back at his face. His eyes were closed but he had
a wonderful smile on his face. I then leaned over and licked around the
head of his cock.
"Oh shit!" he exclaimed as I wrapped my lips around his cock and began to
suck it into my mouth. His groans grew louder as I suck him all the way
down. I deep throated his amazing boy cock and felt it throb as I held it
down my throat and smelled his sweaty crotch. This was the sweetest cock I
had ever tasted. I sucked up and down the length of his shaft as he
squirmed and moaned louder. I stopped sucking just long enough to lick and
suck on his hairless balls. This produced even more moans of pleasure from
my teen stud. I sensed that he was moving toward climax. I thought about
delaying it but then I thought about how many times I just to cum in a row
at that age, and so I started sucking his cock with everything I had.
"Oh, Mr. W, I'm gonna cum if you don't stop."
I didn't say a word but just kept sucking. "Oh, oh," was all he got out
before he filled my mouth with his sweet cream. I lost track of the number
of times it shot, but it was all I could do to swallow it all as fast as he
delivered it. When I was sure that he was finished, I sucked the final
drops out of him, licked my lips and looked at him. He had a beautiful
glow about him as he leaned back smiling.
"That was fucking awesome!" he finally said. "I have dreamed about that
for so long but it was so much better than I ever dreamed. I can't believe
you drank it all. That was so hot. I think I shot the biggest load of my
life!"
His hand was still around my cock and he squeezed it and started to stroke
it again. He looked into my face and then smiled. "Guess it is time to
try the other part of my dream." With that he leaned over and started to
lick and suck my cock. It was obvious that this was his first ever
attempt, but it was hot knowing that mine was the first cock to ever be in
his mouth. After an awkward beginning, he soon found his rhythm and was
actually pretty good at it. He gagged when he tried to deep throat it but
he got better. It wasn't long before I was warning him that I was getting
close. I could tell that he intended to try to swallow my load like I had
swallowed his, so I let it fly. He couldn't take it fast enough and some
ran out the side of his mouth and down my shaft. But he swallowed as much
as he could.
After he finished, he rose up and smiled at me. I again leaned forward and
kissed him. He leaned back into my chest and I reached around and found
his cock which was still hard. As I held him against me, I stroked his
cock until he shot another load all over his chest and stomach and my arm.
I used my hand to rub it all over him and then we just sat there with me
holding him.
After sitting in silence, he finally spoke. "Can we do this again
sometime?"
"If you would like to we can, but you can't tell anyone about it. I could
get in lots of trouble because of your age," I answered.
"I know. The only person I would talk to is Josh and I know I can't tell
him. I wouldn't want to get you in trouble with the law but I especially
wouldn't want to get you in trouble with Josh," he said.
"Do you think he would be really upset to find out we had done this?" I
asked, even though I already knew what the answer probably was.
"I honestly don't know, but I don't want to risk losing his friendship and
I don't want to risk not being able to get with you again. I want to do
this again and there are some other things I have thought about doing. I
think you can help me with those dreams as well," he said smiling again.
"I can sure try," I said.
"I'll just put you down to do your yard every Saturday morning," he
grinned. "And do you every Saturday afternoon!"
"Sounds like a good plan to me," I agreed. "And feel welcomed to stop by
anytime I am here."
"I sure will," he said as we both stood up and began to get dressed. I
went out and helped him finish in the backyard, paid him what we had agreed
on, and smiled as I watched him head down the street toward home.
This was definitely getting more interesting.
Thanks for the emails. I'll try to get part 3 out as soon as I can.